To the stars through difficulties.

No choice maxims - we Stoics don't practice that kind of window dressing.

The display of grief makes more demands than grief itself. How few men are sad in their own company.

There is no greater punishment of wickedness that that it is dissatisfied with itself and its deeds.

There is nothing which persevering effort and unceasing and diligent care cannot accomplish.

He who would do great things should not attempt them all alone.

While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.